​Digging down deep. As I release. 

More than my lyrical demise. 

Come with me.  Into my mind. 

Untold wonders.  Thoughts unheard. 

As I begin to bleed.  For what I need.

Spilling ink.  A poetic truth. 

You’re about to discover. 

My feelings overwhelming. 

Within certainties of you. 

Where I’ve been… Too hard to handle.

And perhaps a little Headstrong. 

Giving it my all.  Which is exactly… What you’ll always get.

Although where I’ve been. 

Way too much to handle. 

For weaker souls. 

I’ve learned how to love you. 

Where my vocabulary.  Lacked the definition.

And Webster never could define.. A burden that was mine. 

Like trying to begin. 

Where it ends every time. 

That never gets you going. 

So I’m just overflowing. 

With what I used to call a burden of love. 

A burden too heavy. I’ve carried alone. 

Until I felt yours.

And I knew exactly… Why I’ve had to carry mine. 

For so long. 

Because my love isn’t a burden. 

But a gift for you. 

My only regret..

Is that I waited this long. 

To dig into me. 

For you.

 -Joshua Ryan Stewart


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